All language subtitles for See.S03E06.The Lowlands.eng

I want men posted at their church

and each of their homes
in case they return.

I don't believe the Witchfinders

will be returning home anytime soon.

You've outlawed their beliefs.

Well, their beliefs have been
outlawed in all of Paya.

Where will they go?

Ah. It's a big kingdom.

My guess is the outer-lying towns,
uh, Lebnin, Altoona,

they'll find a more sympathetic haven.

Have Lords Diego and Torrance
sent word? I want them found.

Already did.

Perhaps we'll have news.
The council is already assembled.

Any word on my family?

Even if everything
at the House of Enlightenment

went perfectly,

they wouldn't be back yet.

When does anything go perfectly?

You said the council
had already assembled?

It has.

Why don't I hear them?

I smell blood.

Is it all of them?

I think so.

Lord Diego.

Witchfinders.

Blood is still warm.
Let's get you somewhere safe.

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Okay, this isn't gonna work.

What are you talking about?

We don't just need to get
to Pennsa before Tormada.

We gotta get there with
enough time to build an army,

fortify defenses, come up with a plan.

You know a faster way?

Well, yes, actually I do.

There's another route
sometimes used by smugglers.

Why are you only saying this now?

'Cause it's dangerous, okay?

But it'll save us an entire day.
Maybe two.

You wanna take 'em through the lowlands?
Yeah, you're crazy.

What are these lowlands?

They aren't on any maps.
And the terrain is-is... is tricky.

- What do you mean "tricky"?
- We've lost men there.

- Lost them? How?
- We don't know.

- There are spirits.
- Not that.

Okay, it's not ideal,
but it's the fastest way back.

And there are seven of us.
Three of us have sight.

I've made it through many
times with far less.

How many times?

Twice.

You'll lead the way.

Yeah, right. Punish
the one with the plan.

How did we let these Witchfinders
get past our defenses?

It wasn't a lot of them. Three
or four is all it would've taken.

Those were largely
defenseless civilians.

I did this.

Maghra.

I had them in my hands,
moments from the hangman.

And I just let them go.

You showed mercy.

My mercy just killed our entire council.

My sister was right.

Violence must be met with violence.

I'm gonna find these Witchfinders.

They are murderers, and they will pay.

I only ask you leave this with me.
Your hands should stay clean.

It's too late for that.

Whoa, whoa! Whoa.

Welcome, Councillor.
Made exceptional time.

I received word you managed to lose
an entire battalion to one man.

A man you said you killed.

Yes, yes, yes. Baba Voss.

All my fault, lesson learned and so on.

But, uh, why talk about past mistakes

when we can talk about
how many soldiers you brought me?

Pathetically few. I had to be careful.

Until I've bought
the loyalties of the generals,

I cannot reveal my part in all of this.

Hmm, reasonable calculation.

Maybe. But we're a regiment short.

Can we still take Pennsa?

Ah, you still underestimate
the power of my bombs.

I'm concerned about having
enough soldiers to place them.

Ah, soldiers are no longer required.

We've built machines that can
launch these bombs great distances.

- You've tested these machines?
- You insult me.

And the sighted children?

How will you continue to operate
without them?

We'll find them. And there
are other sighted ones in play.

In the meantime, we have
more than enough ammunition

to flatten the entire Payan kingdom.

Well, then, I suppose you
should proceed to Pennsa.

You have my troops.

- For which, you have my thanks.
- Commander.

Join ranks!

Back home?

Yes. I have an empire
in crisis to manage.

And you have a kingdom to conquer.

Safe travels.

Hyah!

Harlan, in a lifetime of bad ideas,
this is the worst.

Yeah. There's no turning back now.

You should talk to your sister.

She shot a gun at me.

Kofun, do you know why your mother

will be a far better queen than Sibeth?

No. 'Cause she's not crazy?

'Cause she has compassion.

I could never be king

'cause my compassion is less powerful
than my instinct to fight.

Maybe that's what makes
a good warrior. I don't know.

But what I do know is that
you are your mother's son.

You have had her compassion
and wisdom from a young age.

I know you think that makes you soft,
but it makes you stronger.

Like your mother.
You'll make a great king.

What?

What are you talking about?
I'm not gonna be king.

Spoken like a true prince.

Please, go talk to your sister.

It's not gonna work.

That's the spirit, boy.

Hey.

- I'll leave the two of you alone.
- Wren.

- We have to talk at some point.
- Do we?

It wasn't just me, you know.
Mom and Dad wanted it gone too.

The knowledge stored in that place
could've changed the world.

You think I don't know that?
Haniwa, they were building bombs.

They are building bombs. Not us.

We would be different.

You were pretty quick
to pick up that gun.

I'm sorry. That was a mistake.

Yeah, it was a pretty big mistake.

Please, as if you haven't
made mistakes. Sibeth.

Papa, what is it?

We're not alone.

This fucking place.

I saw someone.

There's another.

There are more.

At least six.

We can handle six. Right?

Hello!

We're passing through.
We mean you no harm.

But... we are heavily armed.

They have dogs.

Those aren't dogs.

Whoa! Shit.

Guntar!

Oh! Fuck! Shit! No!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Oh, fuck.

- Kofun. Are you hurt?
- No.

Where's Haniwa?

Get the fuck off!

Haniwa!

Haniwa.

Baba!

- Where is she?
- They took her.

She's gone.

Whoa.

Whoa.

What is it? Why are we stopping?

There's someone on the road, sir.

What is that?

Stand down.

Stand down!

Who are you? What do you want?

I'm seeking Tormada.

I am Tormada.

I'll do it.

Get off me.

And who might you be?

Tormada, I am Sibeth Kane.

Your Majesty. It is an honor.

Hmm. I'd heard you were a smart one.

Now, where are all those wonderful
weapons I've heard so much about?

Is that human bone?

What are these?

I heard stories about this
when I was a boy.

There's a tribe that lives like animals.

Hunting and eating their own kind.

I heard those stories too.
Fucking flesh eaters.

Cannibals. We read about them.

All right, well, what are we gonna do?
We have to find them.

We should split up.
Search the entire area.

No, that's gonna take
too long. We'll be too late.

Maybe not. They took
them alive for a reason.

What are you trying to say?

They keep them alive
so that they don't spoil.

Kofun, I need you to
ride back to Pennsa,

tell your mother Tormada's coming.

No. No, I'm not leaving.
Haniwa needs me.

So does your son and your mother.

Get on the horse and ride
to Pennsa and warn her now.

Wren, with me.

We're gonna get her back.

- Remend Skelt.
- Who's that?

Tamacti Jun.

Tamacti Jun.

I'd heard of your return from the dead,

and no sooner are you back than
you disband the army that you served.

I serve the queen.

And you have aligned yourself

with those who would
undermine her crown.

I'm a simple blacksmith.
I'm not aligned with anyone.

Well, then...

it's time you were.

My queen.

Hello. Remend, is it?

Your Majesty.

I'm looking for some Witchfinders.

The Witchfinders have all
been disbanded, my queen.

Hmm. Are you sure that's
how you want this to go?

Tamacti Jun.

- Where are they?
- I don't know! I don't!

Put his hand on the table.

This is a whistle sword.

I doubt you've ever made one.

It requires a level of artistry
that few possess.

Its blade is refined to an almost
inhuman level of precision.

These Witchfinders we're looking for

just slaughtered 12 innocent Payans.

If they are not found,
they will keep killing.

So, please, will you
tell us where they are?

I will not.

I understand.

You can probably keep making
your swords without that finger,

but what happens when I take your thumb?

No, fuck!

No! They're at the mason's yard.

There's a house in the back.
They're all in there.

Thank you.

You fucking heretic! I hope
they slit your fucking throat.

You and those bastard witch children!

Take the whole hand.

Yes. This way.

Edo used to track like this.

My father, he was a Slaver.

He taught us to track this way.

Scared men, they leave marks.

They make mistakes.

But these, these things...

have no fear.

You lost it?

Anything?

They leave no trail.

They are hunters.

We will let them hunt us.

Come.

It is Tamacti Jun. We know you're here.

Witchfinder General.

Have you come to rejoin our ranks?

Shiloh. I might have known.

There will be no negotiating here.

I had no intention of negotiating.

They're on the roof.

Get back!

Maghra Kane. Where are you?

I'm right here.

Maghra!

Where are the rest of you?

What are you planning?

You... You think I would betray
my oath to God for a heretic like you?

You have no authority over them.

They serve a different queen now.

What queen? What are you talking about?

You don't know?

Sibeth and the Witchfinders
will rain God Thunder down

on you and your devil children.

You fight for a kingdom
that is already lost.

You better kill me, Maghra Kane.
Or you will live to regret it.

You're a Witchfinder
who can no longer walk.

You're already dead.

Kill me, you bitch!

Shiloh.

Tamacti Jun.

Give me my honor. Finish me.

Death must be earned, Shiloh.

Trust me, I know.

Kill me!

Kill me!

You're awake.

Where are we?

Well, based on the smell,
I'd say we're in their home.

Smells like...

Oh, no.

What? What? What?

They... They're eating people.

Oh, my God.

Guntar?

Oh, shit.

We have to get out of here.

Yeah.

I've been trying while you were asleep.

They may be animals,
but they know their knots.

Well, they'll come for us.

Haniwa, if they could track us,
they'd be here already.

And there's... there's
Pennsa to consider.

- What about it?
- Their first order of business remains.

They gotta get home.
They gotta warn Maghra.

My father won't leave me behind.

Even for the sake of an entire kingdom?

Yes. Even for that.

Well...

I guess there is some
small comfort in knowing

that either way, we're dead.

Hey, hey, hey.

- Haniwa?
- Yeah?

You know, we've never really talked.

You're choosing now to start?

Oh, I'm sorry, do you have
somewhere you need to be?

Okay. Okay, um...

Okay. Behind you, uh, there's some
broken glass about an arm's length,

but you're going to have to move.

- Yes.
- Which way, which way?

- Um, further back.
- Yes.

About half an arm's length now.
Just a bit further.

- Half an arm?
- Yes.

You're very close. Almost there.

- Further, further, further back.
- Okay.

I can't get further. Oh, shit.

Yeah. Yeah, that's close.

- Yeah, almost.
- Okay.

Now he's coming. He's coming.

- Where is it? Where is it?
- Oh, shh. Shh. Be quiet.

Don't... Then tell me
quietly. Where is it?

He's coming. He's coming.

No, I've got it.

Okay. Oh, fuck.

- No! No!
- Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.

Lucien, is that you?

Yes, my queen.

We have the Trivantian scientist.

Bring him.

I hear chains. Why is he in chains?

For your safety, Your Majesty.

That is no way to treat
a new friend and ally.

Unbind him.

- My queen.
- Now.

I am so sorry, Tormada.

I suppose our nations have
been at odds for so long,

you can hardly blame Lucien.

If I were you and I'd captured me,
I'd have done the same.

So, Trivantes and Paya are moments
away from a peace treaty,

and you have planned an attack.

Mmm. A treaty with your sister

wouldn't have given me much peace.

And you're going to war
with only a handful of soldiers.

I'm funny like that.

Yes, I have heard about you.

Your wonderful new weapons...

... like thunder from the heavens
tearing apart the earth.

An almost insurmountable advantage.

Though, you don't speak
for all of Trivantes, do you?

No more than you speak
for all of Paya, I suppose.

Tormada, I think

you and I may very well be friends.

And how am I so fortunate?

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Or rival.

I find myself wondering how this ends.

If you're careful, you just
might keep your head.

Oh, I'm certain I'll keep it.

Because without it, my bombs
are just lumps of Godbone

and of no use to you at all.

And without my bombs, you'll
never reclaim your kingdom.

And without my army,

you'll be vulnerable to attack
from Pennsa and Trivantes alike.

Sounds like the perfect foundation
for a deal to be struck. Hmm?

Tell me, my queen,
what is it that you want?

I want my father's kingdom back.

But why stop there?

There's a whole world beyond Paya.
That's what I want.

Once Paya is mine, you may use it
as your base to build new weapons,

to expand your empire
as far as your heart desires.

You don't strike me
as someone who likes to share.

Well, not with just anyone.

But a husband.

A king.

- Is that a proposal, Your Highness?
- My queen.

- If so, I accept.
- Wait.

Quiet, Lucien. Can't you hear
we're having a moment?

You can't be serious about
aligning ourselves with a Trivantian.

We cannot trust this man.

Perhaps you're right.

Hand me your sword.

Your Majesty?

What do you say, Tormada?
Can I trust you?

It's certainly a gamble.
I'll give you that.

But you strike me
as someone who's spent years

honing her instincts about people.

Hmm?

Indeed, I have.

Thank you for your service.

I ruled alone my entire life.

It's exhausting.

Lonely.

I've just never met anyone
with the stomach for it.

But you seem up to the task.

I am, my queen. I am.

Harlan.

- Harlan.
- Shh.

- This could be our only chance.
- Shh.

You did it.

Haniwa.

I'm here.

Harlan.

Harlan!

Haniwa.

I'm here.

Okay, okay.

You came back.

I never left.

I just wanted to find something
really heavy to hit the fucker with.

Oh.

Okay. All right, we got to go.

- Papa.
- Haniwa.

- Are you hurt?
- No.

- Haniwa.
- Where's Harlan?

Almost sound worried about me, Boo-boo.

- Harlan.
- Oh, no.

- Ah, shit. Oh, God.
- Help.

Wasn't as fast as I thought, was I?

His cut is deep.

It's okay. We can

stop the bleeding until
we get him to a healer.

Oh, Haniwa, g...

Those weren't the last
of their kind, all right?

There are more, and they'll be back,

so all of you are gonna need
to move along pretty quickly.

We are not leaving you here, Harlan.

I don't think you're gonna
have much of a choice.

No.

It's okay. It's okay, it's okay.

It's fine, really.

Listen, I've been taking care of
myself for a long time, all right?

It's nice to take care of someone else.

- Thank you.
- No, thank you.

See, this is nice, huh? Nice.

All right, now listen to me.

When you tell the story...

... I want you to promise me

you will massively exaggerate my bravery
in the face of certain death.

Okay?

Yes, Harlan, you were very brave.

It's... It's good. It was very good.
Do it exactly like that.

Wait, wait...

Give this to Maghra, okay?

And tell her that...

... um... Yeah, tell her, uh...

uh, she...

It's okay. She knows.

Go. Come on, you gotta go.

Hanging around waiting
for me to die is depressing.

- Harlan.
- It's all right, Haniwa.

Go on. Gotta go. Go.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, shit.

Baba Voss.

Yes, Harlan.

Please don't let them take my city.

Whoa.

Hmm.

I never had to fight for my crown.

I was born into the monarchy,
a queen ordained by God.

I wore the crown, but it always
felt a little light to me.

But now, now that crown will be forged
in the burning flames of war.

And I will be a queen reborn,
anointed by the blood of my enemies.

You have the soul of a poet, my queen.

Are we ready?

We are.

Good. Let's begin.

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